A Volley of Enforcers
Words on Wing
Hold onto the air, Balanchine told his ballerinas. And so they did, like mimes, leaning against a wall invisible to all except to them. And in my own way, that is what I do. Some live by the sword, the pen, the plow or pick and shovel. And some of us live, confident of our share of full support - as we hold onto the air.